“Hold on, you thief!”

Lessie twitched and dropped her booty, a fancy set of cosmetics. Shit! It was almost hers; she had done it without a hitch a dozen times before! Those idiots usually didn’t notice until she was out of the shop.

The middle-aged manager rushed forward like an eagle snatching its prey and grabbed her forearm, surprisingly strong, his palm squeezing her painfully. He jerked her around and held out her other hand. “Guards!” he called, then barked in annoyance: “Give me your ID card!”

Lessie trembled and moved her free fingers towards her pocket, only to be stopped. He pulled out her ID himself.

“Well, who we have here ... Leslie Miller, fourteen ... what a pretty name ... home address, check,” he nodded, passing her from hands to hands to the fat policeman in the uniform with two bright badges on his chest. She swallowed, silently staring at her falling chances to get out without a scandal. “I bet we’ve got the culprit of our shop losses in the past month.”

“Just don’t tell parents!” she begged, being escorted to the security room in the back. “I’ll be good!”

She sat in a small, featureless room containing two tables and several chairs while three police officers checked her pockets and filled out forms. The room looked strangely familiar, but she couldn’t quite place it. She had definitely never been arrested before!

“Well, well,” the fat policeman said as he signed the papers. With his long moustache, large mouth, fat lips, and big teeth, he looked very much like a dead ringer for a cartoon villain in her kid brother Pavo’s favourite series, Walle Crooker. “What an awful, though pretty young girl! Considering your age and lack of prior offences, though, you could be put back on track and become a good, useful citizen. Let’s check if she’s eligible, guys!” He turned to her. “Would you undress, miss, or should we help you?”

What?! ... Oh ... so it was that famous “punish the shoplifter” porn plot? She had seen it many times while masturbating, not knowing what it was really about. Yes! The room looked exactly like the ones in the videos! So, they do this kind of thing in real life, too? She started to shake, but she was too frightened to move. All she did was groan quietly and sit still, and tears appeared in her eyes.

The policeman grinned. “Yeah, Lessie, some of those videos are real!”

There was no sense in fighting back. With trembling hands, Lessie pulled off her t-shirt...

Three minutes later, she stood before them, trembling and stark naked. The policemen groped her small tits, grunting with satisfaction. “She’s entered puberty, she’s legal! Check how wet she is,” the fat one nodded and watched as the other policeman, a young light-haired dude. They bent her over the table and checked between her legs. “Perfectly wet, boss!” Lessie twitched when a finger penetrated her pussy and rubbed inside. “And not a virgin already.”

“Add that to the protocol. Now, the final test...” the fat boss nodded. Lessie found herself pressed to the tabletop. The cop grabbed her hips and thrust his thick dick inside.

She wheezed with pain, her eyes grew wide, and her mouth fell open. Yes, she had sex with her friends before, but she was unprepared for that! Yet the thought that she’s getting raped strangely excited her, and she felt familiar warmth spreading over her lower abdomen.

“Aahhh! Shit! Slower, you bastards!” Lessie screamed when the officer began thrusting into her rapidly, clapping his heavy balls to her legs. “Shit, stop, I’m telling you! Goddamn rapists! O-o-oh fuck! It hurts like hell! Don’t! No-no-no, let me go! Not ... not there-aahh-ahah ... Not like that! I...” And she moaned, unexpectedly to herself. Loudly, feeling the pre-orgasmic tingling wave building up in her spine.

“Oooh-yeah!” the policeman grunted. He finished quickly, deep into her, and pulled off. She moaned with disappointment. She did not get her orgasm! But the second policeman penetrated her and continued the job. She sobbed and squeezed the table in rage. Why was her body betraying her and enjoying this humiliation?! Damn guys with their big peckers ... Aaahhh! She squirmed on the table, being pressed with strong hands, and let out a strained cry when her first orgasm exploded, flooding her with hot, tickling spasms of pleasure.

“Aah, bitch enjoys it! Such a kinky whore!” the policeman laughed, fucking her roughly.

There was no other way, her body rejoiced! Tears continued streaming from her eyes, yet it went on and on, their huge dicks thrashing inside, as they took turns on her.

After her fourth orgasm, she felt them spitting on her ass, and the thick fingers stretched her asshole. Uh-oh ... It’s a good thing she tried on her own and jerked off with a vibrator in that hole several times ... But now her anus refused to open normally, and her whole butt hurt like hell when they fucked her one after another. Yet finally, all of it ended with a load of sperm smearing out of her both holes.

She lay on the tabletop, not trying to stand up. She felt very ashamed ... and very satisfied.

“Great!” the fat boss laughed, pulling on his trousers and sitting on the other side of the table. “She’s confirmed ready.” Lessie saw the form in front of her and the boss writing the final lines on it. “ ... proven suitable. To be relocated for a month’s training.”

“Oh, no! Please, what is it all? No, no, sir, please tell the store owner I won’t do this again!” she whimpered, helpless. “I’ll be good, I won’t touch a thing in my life!”